Vybz Kartel - Thank You Jah (On And On)

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Psalms 127, Selah
Except the Lord build the house
They labour in vain that build it
Except the Lord keep the city
The watchman watcheth, but in vain
Psalm 127:1

Thank you, it's just another day (Selah)
It's just another day (oh)

Thank you Jah, me wake up this morning
Roll out the herbs before me start yawning
Tun 'round, buss a kiss 'pon me darling
Tell her say, "Honey me a touch inna the street"
In the street me see poor people bawling
Nuff juvenile d'even nyam from morning
Weh the black woman future, me asking
Weh the system a do fi she?

Now
Big up the gyal dem weh fight it alone
And a raise two, three pickney 'pon dem own
Weh the man deh? No man no deh home
Babylon have dem inna jail
Big up the juvenile dem inna the street
We a say dem haffi make it and nah touch the chrome
Dem no waan we fi claim our own
But Africa nah form no fool inna Rome

Ghetto youth we go on and on (Babylon waan we gone)
Hungry from morning till night come
Dem waan we fi live our life so
Dem a wonder if the youth dem a go stop (no)
A wonder if the ghetto a go drop (no)
Dem a wonder if we catch inna the trap (no)
A wonder if Jah turn him back (no)

Thank you Jah, me wake up this morning
Got up and smile out when me see it storming
Me vision say better days coming
Every day that me a pree
Me no see no job nah no free education
Weh dem did promise
None a dem never give we nothing
It's like ghetto youths lost to the system
Every day that me a pree

Now
Big up the gyal dem weh fight it alone
And a raise two, three pickney 'pon dem own
Weh the man deh? No man no deh home
Babylon have dem inna jail (hmm-mmm)
Big up the juvenile dem inna the street
We a say dem haffi make it and nah touch the chrome
Dem no waan we fi claim our own
But Africa nah form no fool inna Rome

Ghetto youth we go on and on (Babylon waan we gone)
Hungry from morning till night come
Dem waan we fi live our life so
Dem a wonder if the youth dem a go stop (no)
A wonder if the ghetto a go drop (no)
Dem a wonder if we catch inna the trap (no)
A wonder if Jah turn him back (no)

Thank you Jah, me wake up this morning
Roll out the herbs before me start yawning
Tun 'round, buss a kiss 'pon me darling
Tell her say, "Honey me a touch inna the street"
In the street me see poor people bawling
Nuff juvenile d'even nyam from morning
Weh the black woman future, me asking
Weh the system a do fi she?

Now
Big up the gyal dem weh fight it alone
And a raise two, three pickney 'pon dem own
Weh the man deh? No man no deh home
Babylon have dem inna jail
Big up the juvenile dem inna the street
We a say dem haffi make it and nah touch the chrome
Dem no waan we fi claim our own
But Africa nah form no fool inna Rome

Ghetto youth we go on and on (Babylon waan we gone)
Hungry from morning till night come
Dem waan we fi live our life so
Dem a wonder if the youth dem a go stop (no)
A wonder if the ghetto a go drop (no)
Dem a wonder if we catch inna the trap (no)
A wonder if Jah turn him back (no)

Thank you Jah, me wake up this morning
Got up and smile out when me see it storming
Me vision say better days coming
Every day that me a pree
Me no see no job nah no free education
Weh dem did promise
None a dem never give we nothing
It's like ghetto youths lost to the system
Every day that me a pree

Now
Big up the gyal dem weh fight it alone
And a raise two, three pickney 'pon dem own
Weh the man deh? No man no deh home
Babylon have dem inna jail (hmm-mmm)

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